I'm not a gift for you to present to Sirius...I want to ride in with my head held high, as an equal to my husband....[Sirius] wanted a woman the gods said would make him great. That woman isn't going to be hauled about like a crate of potatoes.

Personally, I thought it chancy to rely on only one god. It struck me as akin to placing all your drachars on one chariot at the races...It didn't seem logical that one god could ensure the proper working of the world.

Nothing good can come from trying to guess the gods' minds.

Sirius looked about as intelligent as the temple cats who liked to chase their own tails.

Even after a lifetime of being near oracles, I found their predictions annoyingly vague.